I took my first drink at the age of 12, and smoked cigarettes at the time too. It was 7 years after I had been sexually molested, and I was dealing with the trauma in all the wrong ways. My father wasn’t around due to his own mental illness and substance use problems. My mother […]
With all the buzz surrounding marijuana these days it’s easy to get lost in the misleading headlines. If you’re working on recovery, if you’re living a sober life, don’t throw it all away due to some miseducation. If you struggle with a co occurring disorder and want to treat it with marijuana instead of prescription medication, it is entirely possible to do so and live a sober life. The key is to do your research, and take the advice of professionals, not headlines.
I was trembling, shaking at the thought of revealing myself as an addict. I had never even admitted this to myself, let alone reveal it to strangers. My heart was racing, my thoughts were panicked, and my mind was somewhere far away. Before I knew it, it was my time to speak.
I imagined that I would confess my adulterous, inappropriate, and sinful behavior. I imagined being met with judgment. I imagined the world would come to a screeching halt, and that everyone on it would fly off simultaneously at the shock and awe of my addictive behavior. I imagined the earth would open up and swallow me whole, sending me to the fiery inferno I thought I deserved.
The earth didn’t swallow me whole.
What happened next sent Holy Spirit goosebumps all down my body.
What would happen if you chose to be vulnerable today?
Read my blog to determine why you’re avoiding vulnerability (authenticity) and what to do about it.
The goal was to log off Facebook and not log on again for a very long time. I’ve done the fasting. I’ve done 30 days here and there..logged out…removed the app, set timers, etc. Like a good junkie, I was right back on it before I knew it.
Why on earth would I give up Facebook, such a normalized artificial paradise, you ask?
Parenthood is often times a dreadful balance of good and bad, right and wrong, deciding whether to control or expose. I’m always asking myself if I went to far, if I didn’t go far enough, am I enough? Am I good enough to be entrusted with these beautiful little lives? Certainly I am not worthy. Somebody throw me a life ring.
Social Anxiety Disorder or Social Phobia is diagnosed by the DSM V according to the following criteria: A. Marked fear or anxiety about one or more social situations in which the individual is exposed to possible scrutiny by others. B. The individual fears they will act in a way or show anxiety symptoms that will […]
The news of Chester Bennington’s death hit me hard. It hit me so hard that I couldn’t write about it until now. I realize what happened inside me when I heard the news, but it didn’t come to fruition until I found myself in my doctor’s office.